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We human beings have rights to adhere to!
And each right is accompanied by a responsibility
Rights are
Fundamental legal, social,
Or ethical principles of freedom and entitlement
Acting as rules that define what is allowed of or owed to people
They are inalienable, universal, and inherent to all human beings
Protecting dignity, equality,
And safety regardless of nationality, status, or belief
Rights are an important concept in law and ethics,
Especially theories of justice and deontology.
There different types of rights
Which include Natural and Legal rights,
Claim and Liberty rights
Negative and positive rights
According to Wikipedia
The history of social conflicts,
Has often involved attempts to define and redefine rights
Responsibilities are
The opportunity or ability to act independently,
And take decisions without any hesitation
According to Google
Responsibility refers to the state of being accountable
For one’s actions or obligations
It involves being answerable to someone,
Often referred to as an addressee
For the consequences of those actions
This concept encompasses various attributes
Such as reliability, trustworthiness, and accountability
Let us become matured
Together with taking responsibilities
For every right
Happy Human Rights Day!
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Copyright © Hilo Poet | Year Posted 2024
An Orwellian Conception
As long as they see what you assume they see, and they agree,
then that’ll be the reality we’ll assume you want to live in.
If this makes sense, then be at peace among friends.
You can sleep innocently; no one will mete out punishment.
The past can’t be erased, but we can mitigate the consequences.
There’ll be no misunderstanding unless you fail to define yourself;
without definition, we’d disagree, and that would be unfortunate.
Cooperate so others will live. Deep sleep is wonderful.
We (your brothers and sisters) are watching everywhere you tread
(there is no umbrella of protection for a protagonist).
Our duty and purpose is to ensure survival of our genes,
so follow the rules and be rewarded with peaceful sleep.
“I am a sojourner pilgrimaging in a foreign land.
When my name is drawn, I will step aside and let others go on.”
I went to jail
Yo I couldn't make bail
My life went off the rail
Til I got a letter in the mail
I stole a truck you see
Got caught when I tried to flee
My life always sucked
Yet God wanted me out of the muck
The letter said God loves me
With all my mess ups that can't be
In my heart I knew this was God's plea
Seek and ye shall find, I will set you free
Signed God the Father, God the Son
God the Holy Spirit
All three
So I asked the Lord into my heart come in
He forgave me of my sin
Sure my consequences would begin
But He changed me from within
Now my life with His help will be a win
Win
This is not the world that you knew in fact it is far from it
Thus is the conclusion you drew and one we must all admit
For how quickly things change and not always for the best
What used to seem so strange is now routinely done in jest
The whole family has dissolved lead by those not to be heard
As life around them revolved and the consequences incurred
With no sense of structure and a complete lack of love for God
Understanding what's in store, so many thinking you are odd
A wise and strong generation who was raised up from nothing
Adding to this Nation in all the hopes and dreams they'd bring
As off to the corner you now sit barely given the time of day
But in your amazing wit you now use all this time to pray
As they politely look down upon you, in so missing your gift
For you'd know exactly what to do, we all need such a lift
But those days are all done and just a memory of the past
Both knowing who won in seeing the wicked shadow he cast
Tutus 2:3
The aged women likewise,
that [they be] in behaviour as becometh holiness,
not false accusers, not given to much wine, teachers of good things;
Every boy has his toys,
and each girl her dolls;
and as they grow they are put away where light can't enter:
there in that closet, which often memory recalls
how delightful and merry their days were,
but wishing for a return is a constant, useless prayer...
Everyone once had the possessions of a younger age,
some were precious and memorable, others simply painful and vacant;
and who can remember being hugged and truly loved by all?
Many still reminisce the sad thought of having been offered none at all,
and how they longed to have felt a little, sweet taste!
Nobody desired that more than I did, and only mother provided that!
Blue-bells seemed blither than I.. colored flowers that have no feel,
no soul to express their joy or sorrow, had I become like them?
Larks and mockingbirds weren't as malcontent as I was indeed;
all they wished for was some rain and the quietest place to rest!
Oh, how much sympathy I felt...with no one loving them, but their Creator;
and my circumstances affirmed how true that really was for me to declare!
An evil doer can be a father, who denies his children profound affection;
malice or thoughtlessness scars the hearts of the tender ones,
to become a malady or blight that leaves many fragments of broken lives;
and shouldn't someone grab them by the scruff of their necks,
and put some sense into them when they intentionally induce pain?
This snarl...rebelled at such atrocity, although no slaps could prevent those tries!
Husbands love your wives devotedly,
mistresses are the cause of your adultery;
would the faithful ones pursue an extramarital affair?
And what are the consequences of your sin and surliness?
A curse from God for many generations,
to deny your little ones the possessions of a younger age!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
The Balancing Act
It is as though I am constantly in a balancing act
I envy those that seemingly do not go through
This process of weighing things in my mind
Those like poker players that can go “all in”
Shove their chips into the middle of the table
As if there wasn’t even a fore thought involved
No, my mind has to go through “the process”
Is this a good decision or bad
What will be the consequences
Why am I doing this
What are the odds of something bad happening
How will the results affect my life
I look at the homeless who wander my streets
Judgment floods my mind
But is there jealousy at the heart of it
Is theirs a conscious choice
To have no bosses, no one to account to
Are they free from the balancing act
What of the daredevils that navigate Niagara falls
Who leap to peril, do they juggle their decision
Or is there absolute clarity of the mind
Pros and cons
Ins and outs
Good or bad
Happy or sad
Mad or glad
The balancing act
Andreas Simic©
Having thus mapped out the pathless path untrodden before
We work with gusto & zeal at inner cleansing
In thought and word and deed, embracing all, keeping no score
We replace narrow thought with loving feeling
Then we wait
For as long as it does take
At an easy gait
For our lover within to awake
Yes ... the kundalini stirring and standing erect
Follows the Sushumna path of least resistance
But if our purity of being be clouded or suspect
It tilts to Ida or Pingala as of pranic preference
The Ida cool with left nostril open offers a fragrant rose
However the Pingala solar is akin to a dragon breathing fire
Now during the ascent the kundalini may retire back in repose ...
if facing a blockage on the lunar path; for solar, consequences are dire
We may liken the kundalini to love with love yearning for union
The Ida persuasive makes her calm whilst Pingala is fervour burning
It is the Sushumna centred that is the direct path for instantaneous fusion
Thus as we are, so we become and hence importance of inner cleansing
Taking the direct path, the chakras up to Vishuddha all celebrate
Thereafter the energy enters the void of the Brahman head domain
The Sahasrara said to have a thousand petals and each we must placate
Upon kundalini reaching the door of her lover, she volunteers to be slain!
02-August-2020
Tick tock says the clock
Time to
Walk, talk,
exact
pain or gain
says the clock
Pray you don't fall prey
slack mouth lacks
Wanting no seizing
From season to season
No reason for ridicule
A reason for a silence
Resilience, shame
Tamed fame, no frame
Fascinating
Pain; Playing victim
All time while
medicine to heal
Ease on you
Gain; Territory expands
Gratitude and love
Yield bountifulness
Walk; In others
Others walk
So in you
Clothes covers scars
Lay your bed
So you lay on it
Talk; To others
Others talk
So to you
Respect is
To be
Reciprocated
Prey; Begging for attention
To be valuable
Discriminating
Unaware of self
Uniqueness
Slacking; Unused brain
Speaking
clones
laziness
Instead
Observing
Flapping
flutter's you
Lacking; Self confidence
Discipline
Brings denials
Attaining
Acquiring
Restricted
Wanting; Instant gratification
Losing focus
Settling for anything
Granted desires
Seizing; Always consistent
Taking without
Reciprocating
Updated version
Of snatcher
Swiftly
snitches get stitches
Season; goes around
Comes around giving
What you gave
Relentlessly
Unapologetic-ally
Reason; for living
Decision to make
Consequences
You see clear
Before
Action
Reaction
Ridicule; Bulling the bull
Ought
Take by horn
A worthwhile
Ride
Love don't cracks
Ego does
Pride
Sacrifice
Power
Silence; smooth in action
Fast
soundless in nature
Powerful
Creation
Liberation
Hesitation
Resilience; Attitude say all
Gratitude
Gateway
Misfortune
Gave
Up
Shame; Indifference
passableness
Gain
Pains
Mindset matters
Time reviews
Tamed; trained
easier to control
Master no craft
Slave to others
self motivations
Survival mood
Fame; Without integrity
notability
Important
Dishonest
Division
Seekers
Frame; Physically portraying
Building
Lies
Manipulating
Minds
CLONES
Do as I say
actions matters
Fascinating; Alluring contents
Preys are so lovely
Be aware
Devourer
Insatiable
Bird eats ants
Ants eats birds
Live or die
Talk to inspire
Walk to heal
Says the clock.
Blame
It is only myself that I can blame
For not feeling the birthright of freedom
No one saw the anxiety hidden
When I needed it the most where was love.
Did no one catch wind of fear in my face
Or wonder why I didn’t fare well at school
If a kindly person had asked me why
Maybe they’d have found the key to my heart.
The reader may guess why I was so sad
It’s arduous to tell tales from long past
Struggles to find myself were gruelling
If only I’d known happiness from birth.
Would I have been different from the start
If I’d not felt trapped same as a caged bird
If I’d been told the world was mine to roam
To explore without those barrier walls.
Why didn't I plead for the aid I did need
I was afraid of the consequences
Preferring to stay unseen and unheard
Than to create a terrifying scene.
You’d be reading an alluring poem
If I’d have had a joyous carefree youth
Do you feel the pain of childhood distress
Of the young girl who had herself to blame.
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10th March 2023
Written for the B form words poetry contest
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
Word choice - Blame